A/N: Apologies for the late update. I've been busy and couldn't find time to write. But, now I do. Hopefully, the next chapter will be up much sooner. Enjoy
About an hour after Mr. Peabody left, Sherman and Penny soon found themselves with nothing to do.
They had played in Sherman's room, watched some television, played three games of checkers, and may have played with Mr. Peabody's antique marble collection.
But, eventually, things began to wind down, and they were suffering from the worst possible condition for a child to be in. Boredom.
Penny lay upside down on the couch next to the grand piano. She blew a puff of air out, sending a blonde strand of her hair flying.
She turned to Sherman, "I'm bored, Sherman."
Sherman slumped on the recliner, head resting on the palm of his hand. "Yeah, I am, too."
Penny sat up, pulling her hair back. "Why can't we just take a trip in the WABAC?"
Sherman rolled his eyes, "I already told you, Penny. Mr. Peabody doesn't want us getting into any trouble."
Penny raised an eyebrow, "What trouble? You know how to work the WABAC."
Sherman raised an eyebrow back at her, "Yeah, and that went so well the last time we took a trip in the WABAC."
Penny opened her mouth to retort, but nothing came out.
She huffed, "Well, what do you suggest?"
Sherman put a finger to his chin, "Well...maybe there is something."
Penny leaned back against the leather cushion, "Well, spit it out. We're running out of options here."
Sherman rubbed the back of his neck, "Well...Mr. Peabody said we couldn't use the WABAC; but he didn't say anything about his laboratory. Of course, it could've been implied."
Penny sat straight up, ignoring his last comment. "Mr. Peabody's laboratory? As in, the place with all of his cool inventions and stuff?"
"Well, yeah - "
Penny jumped off the couch, zooming over to Sherman, "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go." She grabbed Sherman's wrist, yanking him away.
The two children entered Mr. Peabody's room.
"You know, oddly enough, this room doesn't smell like dog. And, that is no dog bed. He actually sleeps in a real bed."
Sherman chuckled, "Well, despite being a dog, Mr. Peabody would rather not act like one."
Sherman walked over to the closet next to the bed and stood in front of it.
He bit his lip, uncertain if showing Penny Mr. Peabody's laboratory was a good idea.
Penny stood behind him, arms crossed impatiently, "What are you waiting for?"
He turned towards her, "Do you really have to see it? I'm not sure Mr. Peabody will like us snooping through his things."
Penny groaned, "Sherman, do you have any other ideas? I'm bored. You're bored. This is our only option. Besides, he doesn't have to know."
"Mr. Peabody will find out one way or another. I can't get away with anything."
Penny rolled her eyes, "I'm not going to touch anything. Come on, Sherman."
Sherman sighed, "Okay. But, I'm blaming you if we get in trouble."
The bespectacled redhead turned towards the closet door and opened it.
Instead of the usual closet decor, the inside of the closet turned out to be a hidden staircase, leading down several feet.
Penny peered into the darkness, "Whoa."
Sherman chuckled nervously, "Yeah, well, let's go. Watch your step."
With that being said, Sherman began the descent down to his father's lab. Penny soon followed after him, cautiously making her way down as well.
"Mr. Peabody made all of this?" Penny's eyes scanned the dimly-lit laboratory, catching glimpses of the canine genius's inventions.
Sherman smirked proudly, "Yup, that's Mr. Peabody for you. They don't call him the world's smartest dog for nothing." He walked ahead a few feet, smiling.
Penny followed closely behind. She spotted a rack of ray guns.
"What are these?" She asked as she lifted a hand to touch one.
Sherman quickly jumped in front of her, smacking her hand down. "These are Mr. Peabody's different rays. He has a grow ray, a shrink ray, an invisibility ray, and a bunch of other rays that we will not touch."
Penny huffed, turning her head, "You're no fun."
Sherman rolled his eyes, "You can look around, but don't touch anything." He wandered off to a different part of the lab.
Penny walked between two long lab tables. On top of each table were various equipment, including a full chemistry set, and several blueprints rolled and laid out.
She was tempted to touch something, but she knew Sherman would be on her in a second.
As the lab tables came to an end, Penny turned a corner and stopped.
In front of her stood a large box covered in a blue tarp. It stood at least six feet tall and five feet wide.
She raised an eyebrow, "Hey, Sherman?"
"Yeah?"
"Come here."
Sherman made his way over to where Penny was standing, "What?"
She pointed to the hidden object, "Do you know what that is?"
Sherman looked at the covered box. His eyebrows furrowed in curiosity.
"No, I don't. Huh? I don't remember seeing this the last time I was down here. It must be new."
Penny suddenly grinned, "Let's see what it is!" She grabbed the tarp, preparing to take it off.
"Penny, wait! Mr. Peabody obviously doesn't want us to look at it, otherwise it wouldn't be covered."
Penny rolled her eyes at Sherman, "Come on, Sherman. He's hiding something from you. Don't you want to know what it is?"
Sherman looked at his shoes then back up at Penny. "Well..."
"Great. Now, help me with this thing."
Penny and Sherman each grabbed a corner of the tarp.
"On three. Ready?" Penny grinned.
Sherman nodded.
"One...two...three!"
The tarp came off.